Forbidden Pleasure

by Freeman, Michelle

  FORBIDDEN PLEASURE

  By

  Michelle Freeman

  Copyright © 2012 by Micronic Inc.

  All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form without permission in writing from the author. Reviewers may quote brief passages in reviews.

  FORBIDDEN PLEASURE

  CHAPTER 1: Jake

  CHAPTER 2: The Fruit Worth Tasting

  CHAPTER 3: A Weekend Trip

  CHAPTER 4: The Cabin

  CHAPTER 5: The Man Of The House

  CHAPTER 1: Jake

  He pushed her fully dressed onto the bed with more show than force, making Kim laugh as he leaned down over her and removed his shirt, revealing a well-toned abdomen, his six-pack visible without effort. She ran her hand over his dark chest and the knot of muscles over his stomach, giggling like a school girl. Kim whispered something inaudible as she felt his hands under her armpits, squirming because she hated being tickled. Instead of tickling, Jake lifted her easily and tossed her to the far end of the bed.

  “Spread, my little afternoon delight,” Jake commanded, half-joking, lifting her right leg by the knee as he lowered himself onto the bed.

  “No,” She answered playfully, pulling her knees together as she bit on her lower lip and twirled her hair. “You’ll have to work for it.”

  Jake chuckled in response, his dreadlocks dancing in the air as he let his hand glide slowly from her knee over her thigh while he maintained eye contact. Sliding his hand tenderly back, his deft fingers scraping her inner thigh, he began by kissing her knee through her jeans, making his way gently over her body. Kim fell victim to another fit of giggles as he tickled the sensitive area under her knee, and began to squirm as the same hand rose to cup her breast, pressing the cloth of her satin blouse and lacy bra into her over-heated flesh.

  Jake slid himself completely onto her slim figure, disarming her with a deep kiss as his knee pushed hers apart. He began grinding against her slow but hard, his hand again taking her by the back of the knee.

  “That was easy.” He whispered in her ear breathlessly, nibbling on her earlobe before sucking on her neck. Kim only smiled in response, breathing heavily as she used both hands to take hold of Jake’s ass and pull him more tightly onto herself. The friction was aggravating her clitoris, and she could feel how wet she was, eager to satisfy her lust.

  Jake continued his assault on her neck, leaving pink impressions on her pale skin as he sucked and nibbled on it. His right hand had found its way under her top, reaching behind her to free her luscious breasts from her bra. Not bothering to finish the job, he immediately cupped one half-imprisoned breast in his hand, grinding her nipple between his index and middle fingers as he massaged it.

  The humping and shallow grunting were brought to a temporary halt as they both struggled to get her out of her top, both smiling as her torso was finally liberated. Jake began sucking on her nipple hungrily, one hand kneading her free breast as the other rubbed her crotch.

  “Oh My God I Want You Inside Me. I Want You Right Now. Fuck Me Jake. Please Fuck Me Jake. I Want Your Dick Inside Me. Please Just Fuck Me Right Now. I Can’t Take This Anymore...,” Kim babbled between her torn breaths, moaning in pleasure.

  Wasting no time, Jake undid her belt, peeling her jeans off and tossing them across the room. As he busied himself with getting rid of his own pants, Kim slid out of her panties and tossed them aside with a naughty grin, her eyes gleaming with unbridled lust. Jake’s erect cock sprung out of his boxers, the eight inches of his manhood pulsing with expectation. Kim spread her legs out for him, revealing her glistening vagina, her pink labia covered in her juices.

  “Come get it,” she teased, rocking her hips enticingly.

  Jake lowered himself back on top of her, using his cock to rub her clitoris as he supported himself with one hand. He let the head of his penis enter her, drawing it out quickly to rub her clit again and again, teasing her as she moaned and pleaded for him to fuck her.

  Desire surpassing the pleasure he gained from having this power over her, Jake gave in and let his cock slide slowly into her, more and more of it vanishing as he pushed his manhood deep inside her. She moaned loudly, raking his back with her nails as he completely entered her. Jake started to fuck her slowly, only letting a few inches of his cock slide out before he bashed himself balls-deep in again. Kim was moaning incoherently, the feeling of his warm cock rubbing against the inner walls of her vagina making her whole body hum with pleasure.

  “Harder,” she demanded, emphasizing her point by grabbing his naked ass cheeks and pulling him even deeper into her.

  Jake responded with enthusiasm, following her lead and pushing his thick shaft even deeper and deeper, faster and faster into her. She started moaning loudly, her eyes shut tight as the bed squeaked beneath them. Jake looked down at her with a grin, watching as her breasts rose and fell rapidly, glistening with sweat, her nipples erect and pointing at him with full attention. They locked hands on either side of her head, Kim having given up on his ass, the darkness of his skin making hers seem even paler, though she now glowed a rosy pink from the heat of the moment.

  Jake lifted her legs to his shoulders with ease, exposing her swollen pink cunt to more of his cock as he pinned her legs against her chest, angling his massive black monster even deeper into the moist pink opening between her thighs. Kim responded with a sharp intake of breath, opening her eyes in time to see the manic grin on Jake’s face as he watched his dick disappear into her. He began thrusting madly, eagerly shoving the entire length of his manhood into the warmth of her inner flesh. Nearing orgasm, she sub-consciously pushed her body towards him as he continued his onslaught, their bodies coming together and apart with a resounding clap of their thighs.

  Jake released his load deep inside her without warning, a growl escaping his lips as his body went weak. He buried himself in her, unable to move, his dick twitching as it made its generous deposit. He smiled. Kim was not pleased.

  “What the fuck?” she yelled. “How many fucking times do I have to tell you not to come inside me YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE?”

  Kim shoved him roughly off her and he collapsed next to her on the bed, unconcerned and smiling.

  “You need to chill out babe. I have some of those pills in my dresser... It’s not the end of the world.”

  Kim was already off the bed and grabbing her clothes from where they had been thrown carelessly all over the room, still frowning and very pissed, her previous high quickly fading. She hit him with her jeans.

  “Shit. That hurt. Is there really any need for violence?” he said smugly, grabbing at the jeans.

  “You’re a fucking asshole, Jake, and I don’t know why I put up with your shit. You can shove your pills up your fucking ass. I’m through with your bullshit.”

  She managed to wrestle her jeans back from him and slid them on, pulling on her top without bothering to search for her bra, which she knew would take ages to find in the untidy room. Kim didn’t want to spend any more time anywhere near him, so she counted it a necessary sacrifice and stomped toward the door.

  Jake grabbed her hand, bringing her to a stop.

  “What the fuck, babe? Why you making this into a thing? Just sit down and let’s talk about this. If you’re scared about getting pregnant I’ve told you a thousand times, I have a whole box of plan B’s, and besides, I’ve been telling you to get on the pill for ages.”

  Kim pulled away from his grasp, too upset to be moved by his deep, honeyed voice, giving him the middle finger as she walked out of the room, banging the door shut behind her. The hallway was still crowded with students too busy to care about her little problems, and she marched past them out of the dorm, muttering curses under her brea
th.

  Kim had been going out with Jake for nearly three months, and his behavior had been getting worse by the day. He was inconsiderate and never listened; the only thought that could make it to the surface of his clouded mind was sex. At first she hadn’t minded much, since he was muscular and athletic, and the sex was great, but as he grew accustomed to her he stopped lasting as long, shooting his seed into her even when she had clearly instructed him not to. And to add salt to the wound, he had the strange affliction of going flaccid whenever he put on a condom, so that was never an option.

  Kim made it halfway across the graduation square before she noticed her reflection in one of the windows. Her hair was a total catastrophe, the little make-up she had put on before the bonfire was smeared across her face and her nipples were clearly visible through her white top. She looked like a cheap whore, and normally, a wave of self consciousness would have washed over her, but she was so angry she shrugged off the feeling. Besides, she wasn’t too far from her own dorm room, so she walked on.

  “Wait! Kim! Wait....” Jake’s voice caused her to turn and see him running towards her, his long dreadlocks glorious in the wind. Kim refused to be moved by the sight and turned away, picking up pace back to her own dorm.

  “Kim! Just wait for a fucking second.” Jake caught up to her and spun her around by her shoulder, forcing a confrontation. He was still shirtless, his abs clearly defined in the fading afternoon light. “You forgot your purse….”

  Kim snatched the purse out of his hand, cutting him short and turning to leave... “And,” he added, spinning her back to face him, “I just wanted to say YES, I’m a fucking asshole sometimes, and I SHOULD respect you by doing what you ask, and I’m SORRY. I fucked up. I fucked up big time. But I love you Kim. I don’t ever want to make you angry again. I’m going to stop being an asshole. I’ll do anything you tell me from now on. I promise...”

  He brushed a stray dread from his face and looked intently into her eyes, confident his physical appeal and practiced apology would soften her. Kim stared back.

  “Are you done?” She asked scathingly.

  “But… Babe...” he stuttered, staring awestruck as she stalked off, immune this time to his powers of persuasion. He’d just wait until she cooled off, he thought to himself, walking back to his empty dorm room in temporary defeat.

  CHAPTER 2: The Fruit Worth Tasting

  Kim made it back to her own dorm room, and threw herself onto her bed, burying her face in her pillow and muffling a scream of frustration. It’s ok. I’m better off without him, she thought to herself, turning to lie on her back and stare at the ceiling.

  She thought about the good times she and Jake had had, how he always smiled at her so warmly, the way he always talked with such passion about his music, the way his hair would dance whenever he laughed.... But it didn’t matter. He’s an asshole, she reminded herself as she snapped back into the present, the moment of nostalgia over.

  A few minutes later her roommate finally made her entrance, wrapped in a towel, her blonde hair slick with water. She dramatically let the towel fall, stepping out of the ring it made on the ground to bend over with a flick of her hips while she fished for something in her closet. Kim stared at her ass silently, admiring the perfect curve of her back, her smooth skin and wonderful legs.

  “No complaining today?” Diana asked playfully. “Or have you finally realized you should be admiring and not criticizing?” She laughed as she turned around to face Kim, the sweet sound of her laugh dying away as she noticed the puffy eyes and the chaos of makeup and hair.

  Kim was smiling though, glad that Diana was finally there to interrupt the whirl of thoughts in her head. They had gotten along since they were first paired as roommates in their freshman year, and had become best friends quickly. Diana was everything Kim wished she was. Standing just 5’ 4”, she had a pair of round, succulent D-cup breasts that seemed to be made for touching, with large nipples that just screamed at you to suck them. She had a small waist with a flat tummy that she constantly worked on, her pubic hair shaved into a golden arrow that pointed down to the pink slit of her womanhood, her clit large and pronounced. Diana was a party girl, while Kim preferred the comfort of home. She was sexually adventurous and had tried everything from sex with another girl to anal, while Kim was reserved. Diana jumped from one guy to the next as she pleased, never letting them tie her down or own her, while Kim jumped from one horrible and doomed relationship to another horrible and doomed relationship, hoping for the best. But Diana was always there for her, and today was no exception. In seconds, she was curled at Kim’s side, arms wrapped around her protectively.

  “Shhhhh, my little princess, hush. It’s going to be ok... It’s going to be ok.” She said soothingly, rocking her back and forth, letting Kim’s head rest on her shoulder.

  Kim was a bit taller, at 5’ 6” with a boyish attitude and dark hair. She was a C-cup, which she thought was just fine as long as Diana’s perfect Ds were not in view. Kim had spent most of her high school life being picked on by prettier girls because she had braces and wore glasses, but the braces had long since been removed and the glasses traded in for contacts. Her eyes were naturally green, though she had a pair of contacts that made them as piercing blue as Diana’s. Kim played the guitar and thus found herself making friends with most of the school hippies (Jake was one of these). They used to sneak out into the forests every fortnight or so and light a bonfire, passing around joints and sometimes having a drink or two. Once, someone even brought some peyote to the party.

  Kim enjoyed the embrace for a moment, then laughed and pulled away from Diana, wiping the new stream of tears away from her eyes. “You should probably get dressed.” She managed another laugh as she stole a glance at Diana’s breasts, and they both smiled at the awkwardness of the moment.

  Diana had made a habit of late of staying nude within the dorm room, making Kim uncomfortable, especially after Diana had started popping into Kim’s dreams naked as well.

  “Distracting you from your little cry am I?” Diana responded jokingly, wrapping herself in one of Kim’s sheets. “Now tell me all about it.”

  Kim unloaded the whole story on her, angry tears welling in her eyes as she got pissed all over again.

  “I’ve always told you Jake was a selfish prick. He doesn’t deserve someone as beautiful and perfect as you...,” Kim blushed at the compliment, staring down at her hands to avoid eye contact. “And, lucky for you, I have one of those pills in my dresser too.” Diana said, smiling as she made air quotes on “those”. Diana tossed the sheet aside as she rose to go hunting in her dresser. She came back with a pill and a bottle of water, an oversized t-shirt now covering her previously naked body.

  “Thanks.” Kim said, reaching out her hand to take the all-important medicine. Diana swatted her hand away.

  “No you don’t. My pills, my rules.” She said, smiling. “Now open your mouth like a good little girl.”

  Kim complied, sticking out her tongue to receive the pill that Diana carefully placed on it. She closed her mouth as Diana was removing her finger, sucking on it for a brief moment. Kim didn’t know what drove her to do that, and blushed as she realized that she had. She hoped Diana would brush it off as mischievous playfulness and didn’t say anything.

  Diana’s eyes looked anything but playful as she passed over the bottle of water, watching hungrily as Kim tipped it to drink, a small trickle of water sliding down her chin, rolling down her neck and over her collar bone to bury itself between her breasts. Diana couldn’t stop herself from staring at Kim’s visible nipples, automatically licking her lips as she imagined how Kim would react if she pinched them gently.

  “I don’t know what I would do without you,” Kim said, wrapping her arms around Diana’s neck in a grateful hug. “You’re the best.” Diana hugged her back warmly, inhaling the earthy scent of her hair, conscious of Kim’s breasts rubbing against her own, making her heart beat harder and calling her nipples to attentio
n.

  They let go of each other slowly after some time, Diana noticing a tear still marring Kim’s cheek. She wiped it away with her thumb, her hand framing Kim’s face as they stared deep into each other’s eyes. Diana tucked a stray strand of hair behind Kim’s ear tenderly, letting her fingers trail softly along her jaw line to lift her chin.

  Diana kissed her gently, then pulled back to see Kim’s response as she realized how things could fall apart. Kim was staring at her, startled, so still she didn’t look like she was breathing.

  “I guess I’m still a bit tipsy...” Diana said with a laugh, trying to salvage the situation and diffuse the building tension. She smiled as widely as she could, trying to remain cool and impassive. I hope she believes me, she thought to herself, her heart throbbing in her chest. I’m so stupid! It’s still too soon...

  Kim raised her thumb to Diana’s lips, letting them run along the edges as she studied Diana’s generous mouth. “Tipsy? Really?” she asked, her own heart beating as she thought about what she was about to do. She shushed Diana with a finger as she tried to answer, unwilling to let her back out of it. This is what she wants, right? She thought. I’ve seen the way she looks at me, it’s not just my imagination...?

  They stayed silent and stared at each other, each thinking the loud beating of their hearts must be audible to the other. Diana took hold of Kim’s hand and leaned toward her, her head at an angle and eyes slowly shutting as she noted Kim doing the same. They kissed each other hesitantly at first, the situation seeming surreal as their lips locked, then exchanging saliva as their mouths opened and tongues met.

  The two were soon making out with enthusiasm, Diana pushing Kim gently back to lie together with her on the bed. Diana cupped one of Kim’s breasts in her hand, pinching her nipple as she’d thought so many times of doing. Her other hand pulled Kim’s leg around her waist, sliding up Kim’s thigh to come to rest on her ass with a firm squeeze. Both Kim’s hands were on Diana’s ass, which she had discovered lacked the protection any protection but they easily pushed aside t-shirt; Diana’s ass felt smooth and firm to the touch.